A/N: Screwy drabble-y thing. This isn't a hundred words, and I didn't want to change it, so I couldn't put it in with my other story. 'Twas a very bad week when I wrote it, so my demented-ness comes through. One-shot. Kudos/eProps/something to whoever guesses inspired this! (good luck to those who don't know me in real life). This really can be any pairing except for femslash, but I wrote this with Draco/Harry in mind, but then I also am a female, and a guy inspired this.... The point being, this story can be taking any way, with any pairing, EXCEPT for femslash, seeing as how one of the people is a "he".
Disclaimer: If I were JKR, I would have millions of dollars, children, a husband, success, etc. Seeing as how I have none of those things, it would be obvious that I'm not JKR, right?
I hate him. When he makes me feel like I can't breathe anymore, like there's too much pressure, when I'm about to crumble.
He isn't there. When I need someone to hold me, when I need someone to listen, someone to talk to, he doesn't come.
I'm crying. Alone in the dark, and there's no one to help me because everything's gone, pushed away, never even mine.
But no matter what he puts me through, he's still going to be there, always smiling, like it's still alright.
I won't scream at him, throw things at him, push him away.
Why?
I love him.